Drafting the World

it all seems like an adventure

un-lived & un-true

once upon a time there was a child

& the child wondered

the child wanted to know

didn't know it back then

that knowing

wondering

wondering about knowing

was the sole condition of becoming an outlier.

the child was afraid

inhumanely insane

the depth

oceans inside the child

the child was scared

so the child cried.

because back then

it was okay to be afraid.

then the child began learning about the world

how things were excluded once they were real

and all the child did for the entirety of everlasting life

the child wanted to be real

the child fell in love

humans though they became un-interesting.

throughout the time.

because most of them sacrificed their sight

for the Crowd.

The Fields

Field

So electric

the pure truth shocking

resembling something un-surprising

The Child Left Insane.

Then there was this story

One she took an oath to complete

The Child was going to realise the relative Reality For All To See.

The Game seemed simple

The Child dreaming about the -nd happily

but heavily.

the child did not know

but the child was un-adultlike

pure soft & gloomy

unaware of the dimensions they carry

still trying their best to be something Be Someone.

The Child had their Passion

with the ever-existing apathy for Boundaries.

the child understood

came to the realisation of Society

their Dreams

became Ashes.

Now the Child

They hold a Pen.

A Pen they once believed could re-write

all they un-desire

& from the Start.

So the Child began.

Drafting the World.

That will make Life Possible.

For Them.